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I’ve said that I wanted to gain a bit of Exo's attraction. 

The reality was that I couldn't help but to have so much doubt in that statement. After all, saying things were always much easier than doing them, you know?

I mean think about it. Even though my reputation has been good with everyone, no matter how hard I’ve tried, I've never got past being close acquaintances with everyone in this lifetime. Sixteen years of life experience and I couldn't get one friend to share my troubles with. 

Not only that, but thinking back of my past life, I couldn't help but to be filled with regret as well. 

If I could go back, I would have done more, like keeping contact with my friends. Just because you grow up, doesn't mean people completely change. Making lots of money is good but you should always spend time with family and friends too. 

Taking a few risks here and there wouldn't have been so bad either, if I would have listened to my parent on going on those blind dates, maybe now I would at least have a bit more experience in this situation.

No friendship, no romance whatsoever. Way the go Han Yuna! Just how on earth are you going to make anyone fall for you?
  
It was impossible! The more I think about it, I couldn't help but to pray for a miracle.

Really just how am I supposed to deal with this now?

“Are you looking for a miracle?” He said those words mischievously as he approached me out of nowhere.

Even though he wasn’t in his usual attire, my homeroom teacher, Mr. Lee Jongsuk was definitely deserving of the number one school crush title. 

“N-no...seonsaeng-nim…” I stuttered out, startled because of how he seemed to read my mind. 

“Is that so?” He laughed at my odd behavior “And here I’d thought you were looking for the ‘Miracles in December's’ project fliers, I know how you love how to help out Yuna”

Handing me a set of the papers, I happily helped my teacher pin them up on the bulletin board. I guess he had assumed that I was looking for these. Since I always love volunteering and such. It was a good thing that I was zoning out in front of the library notice block.

Or else I would seem like a complete freak, loitering around a public area.

It was too good of coincidence really.

“So why are you here today Yuna?” He questioned stapling the fliers onto the flat surface.

“Umm...school projects...and I needed a quiet place to study” I managed.

“I see…” Mr. Lee Jongsuk said. “You know Yuna, studying and working hard is good, but I think it’ll be good if you give yourself a break here and there.”

Ruffling my hair he said.

“And if you need anyone to talk to, I’ll always be here.” He smiled charmingly, and I couldn't help butto feel my face getting a bit red.

Within the next fifteen minutes or so, I helped my teacher put up more of the fliers. Glancing at the clock, I couldn't help but to be a bit worried of the time. I wonder if they’d forgotten to pick me up, should I call them? Or maybe I should take the bus home?

“Do you need a ride Yuna?” Mr. Jongsuk asked when he saw the outside of the library again.

“Um-” I felt it, just as I was about to speak a force immediately pulled me backward.

“She doesn't need a ride” He stated before I could even answer.

Clearly fuming like his red hair, my husband is definitely not in a good mood.

“Who the hell are you? I’m-”

“Chanyeol!” My voice almost squeaked, trying to interrupt him before he did anything he'd regret.

“My s-sister didn’t said anything about you picking me up!” I said loudly, slyly pulling on his sleeve. Giving me a confusing look, clearly Chanyeol was not getting my hints at all.

“This is my homeroom teacher, Mr. Lee” I’d introduced, looking up to him. 

“And this is my friend, Chanyeol” I emphasized. “I’m sure you have seen him before.”

“Yah- friend?” He lets out and unconsciously I pinched his back lightly. “Ya-yes...We’re friend.”

Those words were full of reluctance. Even I couldn’t believe I’d just pinched him. I’m screwed for sure! Just why on earth did I do that?

“Is that so…?” My teacher doubted. 

“Alright, Thank you very much for your help today Yuna!” He smiled happily. “Please take good care of my student, it’s nice meeting you too young man.”

Chanyeol refused to shake his hand though. Even when I nudged him twice, he wouldn’t do it. Seriously? Why the heck are you being so rude to my teacher? Where exactly are all of your manners anyway?!

As if I could ever say that out loud. 

With three people, not saying a single word and glaring at each other in public, the situation was awkward as hell. And before I knew it, Chanyeol pulled me out to the parking lot. With my teacher waving behind, that arrogant boy forced me into his luxury sport car without complaints. 

“Goodbye seonsaeng-nim, see you tomorrow” I bid farewell. And for some reason, Chanyeol got even more irritated because